Echoes straight from heart
In the journey of life, without ever asking, we are endowed with precious gifts that we never deserved. In the business of the daily mundane grind of life, somewhere, somehow unknowingly we just forget those life-time blessings that had been showered on us without asking ever.
And then, due to the spark of inspiration kindled by few brave and super-creative souls, we get a chance to enter into a rendezvous with those long-lost blessings - only to find that they were deeply embedded in our soul, waiting for the right moment to be rediscovered.
Those memories, somehow extend their invisible embrace, concretely and tangibly, to our flesh and bones, to our heart and souls, to our very being - and jolt us with a deep sense of belonging, of connectedness, of love, of joy, of contentment, of relief, and of gratitude.
This re-union of our brothers from the Mount of Assisi was that life enriching, soul nourishing and redeeming experience for all of us.
There are some things that cannot be thanked. There are some things that cannot be expressed in words. There are something that are invisible but essential. They are so big and so gallant that they cannot be contained in the limited comprehension of human mind, caged in the narrow constructs of language. Our Friendship is one such blessings, one such gift, one such treasure!
Though the mountains may fall
Though the mountains may fall
And the hills turn to dust
Yet the love of the Lord will stand.
As a shelter for all who will call on His name.
Sing the praise and the glory of God.
Could the Lord ever leave you?
Could the lord forget his love?
Though a mother forsake her child
He will not abandon you!
Though the mountains may fall
And the hills turn to dust
Yet the love of the Lord will stand.
As a shelter for all who will call on His name.
Sing the praise and the glory of God.
Should turn and forsake him,
He will gently call your name.
Should you wander away from him,
He will always take you back.
Though the mountains may fall
And the hills turn to dust
Yet the love of the Lord will stand.
As a shelter for all who will call on His name.
Sing the praise and the glory of God.
Go to him when you are weary,
He will give you eagle’s wings,
You will run, never tire,
For your God will be your strength.
Though the mountains may fall
And the hills turn to dust
Yet the love of the Lord will stand.
As a shelter for all who will call on His name.
Sing the praise and the glory of God.
As he swore to your Fathers,
When the flood destroyed the land.
He will never forsake you;
He will swear you again.
Though the mountains may fall
And the hills turn to dust
Yet the love of the Lord will stand.
As a shelter for all who will call on His name.
Sing the praise and the glory of God.
Father Thomas Chittoo TOR
Dear and Loving My Mountazians of 1995
Good Morning and good tidings to each of you. I admire that spark of a thought - of gathering together after 31 long years.
For many of us the old innocent, ambitious, curious , anxious and the truant faces in the corridors of Mounyt Assisi School have been transformed in to mature, decisive, willing and responsible officers today.
I thank the Good Lord for the gift of each of you /us. We have travelled a long way through anxieties, hectic movements, studies, preparations to reach as fulfilling and joyous human beings with a family, beloved children and good jobs . Congratulations to you.
Thank you for the wonderful evening together on the 16th May,2026. A day of great memories of reunion, love, affection , freedom and worth meeting.
May you cherish each moments and THANKS SPECIALLY TO THE ORGANIZERS ; Rajeev Lochan Binayak, Jairaj and Ravi Kedia and others.
Thanks for your love, care affection and above all the feeling that we belong to each other in freedom
Father Joselet TOR
Gopal Dokania
Dear Legends,
Most of you would be reaching back home today or tomorrow. We know it takes a lot of effort to make an event like this possible, and as the organizing committee, we tried our very best to give everyone an experience that will remain a cherished memory for a lifetime.
The reunion brought back countless moments of nostalgia, laughter, friendship, and togetherness that flowed through the entire batch and touched all of us deeply. Thank you all for gracing the occasion with your legendary presence and making the reunion truly special.
On behalf of the organizing team — Gopal, Rajeev, Ravi, Ambarish, Ujjawal, Jairaj, and everyone involved — a heartfelt thank you to each one of you.
Till we meet again…
Once a Montazzian, always a Montazzian.
Guys, 3 days have passed, but the nostalgia still refuses to leave. Honestly, it’s becoming difficult to get over those two magical days. The worst part is that I keep weighing my present friendships against this lot… and all of you know exactly how that feels.
After reading Smarat bhai’s beautiful verse about the reunion, I thought I should also share the story of how this meet actually came together.
Some of you may remember that before Covid, we had completed 25 years of passing out. Back then I had suggested that we all meet in GOA to celebrate our Silver Jubilee, but unfortunately that plan never materialised. Then Covid happened, and we all started meeting online — and honestly, those online meets were amazing in their own way.
Then came the turning point.
One day, at the end of January this year, Dr. Rajeev called me and said:
“Let’s do the meet. I know you have been trying for years. This time I am with you, and we can make it happen.”
That one phone call changed everything.
On 1st February, Rajeev put a message in the group with options of Bhagalpur and Deoghar. Eventually, Deoghar was finalised — mainly because of airport proximity and… daru convenience 😄
Initially, around 13–14 people responded with preferred dates sometime around the first week of April. Then, like all good Indian group plans, things slowly went into cold storage.
In the second week of March, when I was coming to Bhagalpur, I called Rajeev and said:
“Let’s meet once physically and give this one final push.”
And on 14th March, 13 Montazzians met in Bhagalpur. That meeting became the foundation of this reunion.
The dates 15th–17th May were finalised, and one masterstroke idea was introduced:
₹5000 registration fee.
Not because we needed commitment financially…
but because:
“Banda paisa dekar phaas jayega.” 😄
Pure Bihari management strategy.
The message went out the same day along with the QR code.
But as expected, nobody wanted to become the first bakra to register.
Then Rajeev, Ravi, Ambarish and I discussed and decided:
“Forget waiting. Let’s start ourselves.”
So on 21st March, Ambarish and I transferred the amount to Rajeev.
Then came the domino effect:
Samrat.
Jairaj.
Ravi.
Gautam.
And slowly the registrations started increasing.
At the same time, a core group of 6 was formed:
Rajeev, Ravi, Ambarish, Jairaj, Ujjawal and myself.
By 1st April, we had 17 registrations and the preparations officially started.
T-shirt sizes.
Mementos.
Shawls.
Luggage tags.
Branding.
Slideshows.
Games.
Banners.
Photo booth.
Everything.
The Bhagalpur group later visited Deoghar to finalise the venue based on Jairaj’s suggestion. I was continuously connected through video call during the visit, and finally the resort was locked.
After that, every couple of days the six of us would talk and divide responsibilities.
Rajeev handled the toughest task —
talking to legends and collecting money 😄
Ambarish handled all the mementos, shawls, luggage tags and gifts for the Fathers. The luggage tag idea actually came at the last minute, but somehow we managed to get it printed in time.
When I started planning the games, my original idea was to give customised Montazzian mugs only to the winners — maybe 25 mugs in total.
But suddenly a terrifying thought crossed my mind:
“The rest of the legends will abuse me properly if they don’t get one.” 😄
So the plan changed immediately.
We ordered 50 mugs instead — courtesy Ravi bhai — along with chocolates for the games.
One thing we consciously tried to maintain was consistent branding across everything:
Banner.
Photo booth.
Mugs.
Luggage tags.
T-shirts.
Group photo frames.
Even the messages in the WhatsApp group.
For this branding consistency, the entire credit is mine 😄
At the same time, I was also preparing the slideshow presentations of all legends. Honestly, my family deserves special thanks for tolerating me spending endless hours on the laptop doing all this.
And speaking of credit —
the complete food menu planning was done by my wife, so I cannot take credit for that.
The famous “Mutton Atta” idea came from Nalin, and thankfully I managed to get the hotel to execute it perfectly.
Then slowly we approached the D-Day.
I reached Deoghar on 13th May itself just to ensure every arrangement matched what we had planned.
And finally…
15th May arrived.
After that, madness took over the entire resort 😄
Today, when I look back, I feel this reunion happened because of collective effort, trust, madness, nostalgia and the Montazzian spirit.
Many of us had doubts whether this would ever happen.
But this team made it happen.
And I know every single one of you has appreciated and acknowledged the effort.
This reunion was not organised by one person.
It was built by emotions, friendships and teamwork.
Thank you, people.
Thank you, Montazzians.
Love you all ❤️
Subhabrata Sinha
When i showed the pics to my family, my wife was super impressed and asked who the organizers were? Unfortunately coudnt find any 1 single image of them in a single frame. That shows how much effort they put in behind the scene. Even when we were enjoying Rahul babas gyan waiting for the train/flight which were getting delayed, the volunteers were busy in a room sorting the last formalities. Thank you to all of them. I think the memories will stay on for ever. We all participated wholeheartedly and for me perhaps, I laughed heartily, the kind, which i do not remember from anything earlier. Thank you all for making this trip an amazing experience, an experienceto cherish and relive!
Ravi Singhania
Am late to this. My thoughts:
This was an ABSOLUTE must attend reunion for me. Would have missed so much if I hadn’t join. HUGE thanks to all of you who showed up - physically and 200% mentally. We laughed so much, and still it didn’t feel enough. The whole day went past today without any laugh- a feeling of vacuum. Kitna Sukh mila tum sab ke saath. Singapore main ek movie hai - “Ah Boys to Men”. These 48 hours we converted from Men to Boys. Itni gaaliyan ne dene aur na sunne ki aadat rahi. Chichora panti ka super maja aaya. We landed up individually but we spent those 48 hours as a collective group of 44 - no mini groups, no boundaries (literal, verbal, physical) 🤣. Some bonds got revived, some became stronger and some got created. It was surreal.
We missed playing a game of cricket or football (sorry Nehal), but baaki to bharpur masti ki.
Salute to all of you!!
To those who have been working behind the scenes (you know who)- take a Bow 🙇 🙏. Amazing efficiency, super organized, everyone was cared as if we were super guest. The branding was consistent and everywhere - awesome creativity and thought process. What a dedication to get all of us together and take us back in time.
To the multi talented ones - singers, dancers, emcee, speakers - amazing performance. I wish I had even 5% of talent like you.
These memories will last the lifetime.
Like most of you, will love to relive these moments as often as we can. And till we do, let’s stay connected, keep meeting whenever possible in little groups, keep the spark going.
Sab Sukhi raho!! 🤗
Saurabh Singh
This is to each and every one of you.
I came to Deoghar with very low expectations and a bit of skepticism. 30 years is a long time - long enough to forget names and faces. But for the first time I was happy to be proven wrong. Some of you i remembered the moment I saw you. Some.of you needed a 2nd look. And some of you, I almost met for the first time - and not once did it feel like we were strangers. Thats the bond we have and the magic of having a shared childhood.
I was on a video call with my son and he told me that i was looking very happy. I felt like telling him ki aaj papa ne kuch purana dhoond liya hai jo Pata hi nahi kab kho gaya tha.
This feeling is rare. This is precious. Lets try to meet more frequently.
Gopu and Lochan. God bless you guys. You have given us back a piece of ourselves.
Nalin Jha
Reading heartfelt notes from everyone which is full of raw emotions - how hard it is for a man to share emotions and yet how comfortable we feel amoung our childhood friends that we are letting them out..
I can only add- meeting you each and every one was discovering the face which i forgot beneath the mask of time. As father chittoo said in his speech - we come from time of simple parents , simple children.
In the labyrinth of complexity of life which all of us have in some way or other - this reunion was about being simple again. Being happy again.
Till we meet again. And anyone who is coming to delhi with family or work trip please give me a ring - you have a home in delhi.
Samrat
Thank you all! Last two days were one of the most happiest days of my life! I had never imagined anything can be so fulfilling, wholesome and deeply satisfying! Thank you!!
I had a very special experience in last two days. There were memories which were totally erased from my conscious mind. The memories that were never part of me anymore..the events that were lost in the dusty roads of wear and tear of life..those memories, those events, those long gone past, suddenly re-emerged. It gave me a sense of expansion..a sense where i have regained my lost soul, my lost family, my lost friends. Today my life is larger, more whole, more complete, and much more richer, because i have my lost friends back..as i am writing this, tears are flowing..but i will let it flow, and i will let it wash away the dust of forgetfulness and mundanity of life.
I experienced it to my bones, when Jairaj asked me to sing the “Though the mountains may fall”. I told him i dont know this song. He said, try. And when he started with Abhishek and others, i was overwhelmed with subliminal swirling up of blessings. I was able see the long lost memory was unfolding and blossoming with each note, with each syllable, with each word. Everything appeared so familiar. I started to sing. And for the first time I was seeing in me, that the words were not coming out from my mind, not from my conscious memory. It was coming from somewhere much much much more deeper. I dont know from where..But all of those notes did come, and i did sing..and we all did sing..and we all did dance..and we all did cry..somewhere deep inside..somewhere that made us Montazzians. Somwhere with that deep seated contentment and relief that we are connected, we are together, we are on - a relatedness that is way much older and much more deeper than our spouses, our children, our work, our fraternity, our community and what we think gives us our identity
Ritesh
Same here. When Jairaj asked me to sing this prayer. i simply said i dont know this song. He responded with greater firmness “You know this song very well and you will sing it”. Just sing. And i sang with same vigour at school prayer some 34 yrears back❤️. On some occasions, your childhood friends know you better then even your family.
Biswajeet
We rediscovered our raw and pure self….devoid of all conditioning our souls have gone through in all the years after our childhood. Experience of divinity aka pure joy was what this event was all about
The days strutted the strings of all my pent up emotions, playing the melody I was always too afraid to share,
The days turned my quiet, hidden burdens into a symphony,
strutting the strings like a maestro…
(Complete the rhyme..)
Gopal Dokania
The days strutted the strings of all my pent up emotions, playing the melody I was always too afraid to share,
The days turned my quiet, hidden burdens into a symphony,
strutting the strings like a maestro,
awakening echoes of love, longing, regret, and hope that had slept silently within me for years.
And somewhere between those trembling notes and unfinished refrains,
I finally found the courage to listen to my own soul.
Manish Shrivastav
The days strutted the strings of all my pent up emotions, playing the melody I was always too afraid to share,
The days turned my quiet, hidden burdens into a symphony,
strutting the strings like a maestro,
The ripples of rhythm fading into ether
Pain melting into melancholy - a phenomenon so rare
Landed finally. For me it was reunion with some and initiation with many .🙂 Superb efforts by the org team. Quite an event. 👏👌👍 Thanks again 🙂
Ashish
Reunions have a beautiful way of reminding us that no matter how much time passes, some bonds never fade. Seeing everyone again felt like picking up right where we left off - filled with laughter, shared memories, and pure joy. It reminded of who we were, who we’ve become, and how beautifully our journeys are still connected.
Endless laughter, nostalgia, and good vibes all around. It felt so good to relive old memories and create new ones together.
Already looking forward to the next one!
Atish Anand
Big BIG shout out to all the orginisers for making this nearly impossible event possible. It was an awesome get together ❤️. Will cherish for a long long time 🥰🤗. NCR legends have safely landed in Delhi and are on the way back to get respective destination
Kumar Gourav
Tiwari baba ka Jindgi …har kadm ek nai jung hai
Melodies song by Abhishek kr ,Abhishek Ranjan ,Ritesh Mishra ,Nalin,Biswajeet Baba ……
Amiya ka anchoring all stuff marvellous ……🙏
Rajeev Bhai Thanks for beautiful words It was you who had made this event a great n grand sucessful ……
You Sow the seeds of Re- Union among all the Legends and everyone trusted you and today we all are talking about this
Every one’s is refreshed and Happy ……Thanks Again 🙏
Rajeev Lochan Vinayak
On behalf of Organising committee I pay my heartfelt gratitude to all legends who took all pain to reach here especially Ravi Singhania from Singapore,Biswajeet Shukla from Abu Dhabi & others from Delhi NCR,Mumbai,Pune, Kolkata,Jamshedpur,Bangalore,Hyderabad ,Lucknow,Gorakhpur ,Patna to reach in large number.Without ur presence reunion would not have been a grand success.Kudos to MAS ‘95 Legends
Shishir Dubey
And finally the last bird to fly from the nest. 😊. With all the memories i gathered in 2 days, it would have been utter stupidity to miss this get together. Once again congrats to event hosts for this splendid show. 🙏🙏🙏. Let’s meets soon again
Gautam Kumar
Hi, friends very good time, stress free tonic was meeting u all and especially thanks to all organizer u have arranged best
Niraj Kumar Choudhary
⛳️⛳️💐💐💐Good going Gopal and DR Vinayak! We were impressed by the way you all came out and involved yourself in making the 🍉Gala meet🍉 happen. Keep it ⛳️⛳️up and😍 our aspirations are now much higher😍 with hopes pinned upon for another nostalgic meet in near the future. ☀️☀️Also wonderful participation from the sweet sixteen participants of 95 batch☀️☀️ who all have bloomed in both professional and personal journey without losing the spark of a child🍝🍝 which infact is the essence of our existence and the driving force that made us steer through all odds always. I myself though jam packed in office affairs, finally made it to the meet after booking-and cancelling at least 7 tickets in 3 days. Thank you all! Best of you to everyone! Take care ! God bless all of us♥️♥️
Ujjwal
My experiences and feelings on Reunion-2026 🥳💐🍻🎂
Last 3 days were such those days, which we all wanted to happen.
Meeting each other even after long 30 years didn’t feel as if we were 30 years apart. It seemed like, ki just beetey kal ki hi baat ho. It did not take even seconds to reconnect once we met with each other.
Moments spent with Father Chittu/Jose, School song by Group, Anchoring by Amiya, Superb speech by Nalin, Songs by Jairaj/Ranjan/Amiya/Kr Abhishek/Ritesh, Poetry by Atish/Samrat, Karaoke by some of you, and many other performances felt as if we were really in school time.
So much of talking, laughing, story-sharing over restaurant table was like diffusing several time-capsules which had such memorable flavors.
Prasun Bhai’s and Nalin’s Casanova evergreen stories were so hilarious.
And now the most memorable for me (and all for sure) was Rahul Baba’s SS Gyan and Pravachans…ALL TIME HIT !!
He made us recall our historians like Gandhiji, Nehruji, and Sarojni Naidu 😜
We many are now disciples of SS, Biswajit leading from front 😆
Great energy, masti and memories by all of you.
Moments with Singhania, Saurabh, Subhabrata, Sanjeev, Ashish, Nehal, Gourav, Manish, Avinash, Niraj.
Great efforts for travelling the farthest by Singhania and Biswajit.
Glad that Dr Vikas and Gautam also joined and had time well spent with us.
For me…, it felt like, All brothers of a family were far apart, and now we met, moving forward with stronger bond ever.
Finally, great thanks to Organising team.
Gopal, Rajeev, Kedia, Ambarish, Jairaj, and two-cents by me.
Have seen the energy and relentless efforts put by everyone. Kudos to All. 👍🏻
Continuous driving energy by Gopal, Rajeev, Ambarish.
Special thanks to Ravi Kedia for hampers of Gulab Chhap Sattu (secret of my health 😜 )
Love you all, and miss who couldn’t attend this time. ❤️
Let’s do this again.
Hail SS !! 😀
Nilesh Pandey
I am writing to express my heartfelt gratitude for organising the recent school meet. It was a wonderfully planned event, and the effort that went into it was clearly visible.
A special thanks to the entire team who worked tirelessly behind the scenes to ensure everything ran smoothly. Their dedication and hard work made all the difference.
Moments in Frames
